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In which the Plot Thickens

           Adieu,madame,adieu!"

           Andasifheonlyfeltstrengthtodetachhimselfbyaviolenteffortfromthehandheheld,hesprangaway,running,whileMme.Bonacieuxknocked,asattheshutter,threelightandregulartaps.Whenhehadgainedtheangleofthestreet,heturned.Thedoorhadbeenopened,andshutagain;themercer’sprettywifehaddisappeared.

           D’Artagnanpursuedhisway.HehadgivenhiswordnottowatchMme.Bonacieux,andifhislifehaddependeduponthespottowhichshewasgoingoruponthepersonwhoshouldaccompanyher,d’Artagnanwouldhavereturnedhome,sincehehadsopromised.FiveminuteslaterhewasintheRuedesFossoyeurs.

           "PoorAthos!"saidhe;"hewillneverguesswhatallthismeans.Hewillhavefallenasleepwaitingforme,orelsehewillhavereturnedhome,wherehewillhavelearnedthatawomanhadbeenthere.AwomanwithAthos!Afterall,"continuedd’Artagnan,"therewascertainlyonewithAramis.Allthisisverystrange;andIamcurioustoknowhowitwillend."

           "Badly,monsieur,badly!"repliedavoicewhichtheyoungmanrecognizedasthatofPlanchet;for,soliloquizingaloud,asverypreoccupiedpeopledo,hehadenteredthealley,attheendofwhichwerethestairswhichledtohischamber.

           "Howbadly?Whatdoyoumeanbythat,youidiot?"askedd’Artagnan."Whathashappened?"

           "Allsortsofmisfortunes."

           "What?"

           "Inthefirstplace,MonsieurAthosisarrested."

           "Arrested!Athosarrested!Whatfor?"

           "Hewasfoundinyourlodging;theytookhimforyou."

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